Cristina Black - All I Want lyrics

All I want is a stick in the mud Even if it's flimsy I can pull myself up All I need is a drop of your blood Dried up in the bottom of a golden cup You're my dirty little secret; I'll tuck you away Then horde you for my boredom on a rainy day I'll throw away the world, grab a fistful of dirt Then rub it in my weepy wounds and make them hurt Do you wanna go drinkin'? Let's meet at the bar Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar Do you wanna die happy? Let's get in the car Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar Lord help me, and grant me the will Keep me far away from the power of the thrill The devil is a-lurking and he won't let me be Cause you're the finest preacher that I ever did see I was up above you, a trophy on a shelf Till you spoke the words I whisper when I hate myself So pour another round now, and don't make a fuss If hell hath a heaven there's a place for us Do you wanna go drinkin'? Let's meet at the bar Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar Do you wanna die happy? Let's get in the car Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar Oh, keep on looking at me If I leave you drunk and lonely, this is my apology Run away, then look back on my face It's white and stiff as plaster Knowing you could be the master Of a super fun disaster Won't you let me be? Oh baby Do you wanna go drinkin'? Let's meet at the bar Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar Do you wanna die happy? Let's get in the car Then all the saints can pray for ye who play the guitar